$907 Plan to Save George (25) Hilarious Man...

"Who is that——?!"

"Dong Tu's medium! What is he holding in his hand?"

"What is he going to do?!"

When the light path outside the Tower of Babel stabilized, while other tourists and guides on Iceland were still watching and weighing the pros and cons, several figures jumped out of their respective camps and flew to the polluted Tower of Babel without hesitation. Among them, the fastest first batch of teams included Wan Xiangchun on the way back, who spread his wings like a roc, Qi Lecheng on the flying geese who turned into a three-legged golden crow, the deputy captain of the White Church with six wings of an angel spread out behind him, and David, the occultist who controlled the fire dragon.

Other teams and alliances also had people flying towards the light path of the Tower of Babel, but their speed was not as fast as theirs. However, even so, they were not the first to arrive at the light path - in the midst of exclamations, a pearl-colored figure and a ghost flashed and teleported to the front of the Tower of Babel. It was the medium! Wan Xiangchun on the way back was only one step slower than him, but this step allowed him to successfully throw the sun pendant into the light path, and then immediately turned around and retreated.

The speed of the ghost's full-strength burst was unmatched. All this happened in just a moment. Even the pollution from the close contact with the Tower of Babel did not break out until the medium returned to the position. The medium who returned to the East District Butcher Alliance camp was wrapped in horrible pollution, which was eroding his body and spirit all the time. The pollution was so thick that even the alienated butchers around him had to retreat. His tears dried up and his cries were choked in his throat. The pollution from the Tower of Babel twisted his cries into laughter. The medium laughed uncontrollably, and everyone was horrified.

The powerful emotional influence made the alienated butcher guides behind the medium also start to laugh. They laughed like ghosts and wolves, but their faces were sad and their eyes were terrified. They looked very twisted and weird. They laughed until the corners of their mouths cracked, their eyes bled, their chests ached, and they were almost suffocated because they couldn't breathe. The medium's situation was not much better. His eyes bled from laughing, but he didn't care at all. He stared at the light path without blinking. The blood covered his eyes with scarlet. He saw that the pure white light path also turned scarlet after he threw it into the sun pendant.

"One step too slow."

Wan Xiangchun returned to the east ice cap opposite the Tower of Babel. This was the camp of the strong men of Guitu and Sunset Brigade. Next to him was Feihong who was helping Guitu.

"It was not thrown into the light path, but into the crack."

The light path that had just turned scarlet suddenly burst into a terrible heat, as if it was in close contact with the sun. No one could withstand this burst of high temperature, even David who had contracted the fire dragon. Several people who were originally very close to the light path were forced back. Wan Xiangchun relied on his speed to drop to the bottom of the Tower of Babel and successfully threw the token of Atlantis into the crack.

And the three-legged golden crow Qi Lecheng tried to attack the light path to destroy the sun pendant, but failed. He was forced back by the light path with mixed and violent internal forces.

"The light path has not been fully formed at all. It's still a mess inside. It almost killed me."

The three-legged golden crow in the Feihong Brigade turned into a human. Qi Lecheng had orange-red golden feathers on both cheeks. The power of the golden crow dissolved and swallowed the scars left by the burning. The hotel cannot control the journey of 30 degrees north latitude. The light path cannot penetrate the Tower of Babel. Unless it is a pioneer or someone who has merged the butterfly fragments, no one can invade the tower from the outside through the light path.

"He really chose this time..."

In the Mystic Brigade, David looked at the scarlet light path, his face was rare and cold and serious. He looked at the light path and then at the dark sky, as if looking for the figure of the person in charge from the captain, and it seemed that he just looked at it, and then began to wipe his staff with a cold and fierce fighting spirit.

Not far away, all the official members of the White Church closed their eyes slightly and prayed devoutly. This is a worship ceremony that every member of the White Church Brigade and the Red Bishop Brigade must do before an important battle. This will enable them to fight bravely without caring about their lives. But the prayers could not cover up the laughter from the East District Butchers' Union, nor could they dispel the increasingly scarlet light.

The day of the devil.

It was scarlet blood, scarlet sunlight, and scarlet cloak. Like a red sun, and like a blood moon, it exuded a strange ominous feeling, as if the gates of the ghosts in the folks were wide open, and hundreds of ghosts were about to parade at night. Finally, in an instant, as if sensing something, the originally noisy crowd became quiet, until it was silent, and only the laughter of the mediums and the howling laughter of the East District butchers could be heard.

Bang.

Bang.

In the laughter, the medium could hear his deafening crazy heartbeat, and——

[Shua La La——]

[Shua La La——]

The collision sound of the chain being dragged came from a very far distance, accompanied by the faint sound of praise, ringing outside the Tower of Babel, ringing inside the Tower of Babel, accompanied by the rapidly rising temperature, and the beating scarlet color looked like blood. The fact that it could be heard in the Tower of Babel without being distorted meant that this sound was also polluted, and it was as polluted as the Tower of Babel!

When the light beams that penetrated the Tower of Babel turned into scarlet blood, and when the sound of chains rang out, the faces of the people present suddenly changed. Yin-Yang Butterfly stared at the color-changing light path in disbelief, as if she was stupid; Silverfish lowered his head and stepped back a few steps, hiding himself behind the Dream Chaser, and the werewolf Walker's face was distorted with shock, and he made a polluted and blurred sound. Judging from his mouth shape, he should be cursing in disbelief; the astrologer turned into a fire angel with a grim face, and his wings stretched out to protect Wei Xun, and his clenched fists showed that he was in a very uneasy mood. The other peak travelers were either in disbelief or horrified, but they gathered together without any prior agreement, as if to jointly resist the terrible accident that was about to happen.

The center of this small group is the crystal dragon, staring at the scarlet light, with extreme vigilance and hostility in his crystal-like eyes. He arched his dragon wings to hide the white dove on his back, like some kind of stress response. But the white dove was not very obedient, and had to stick its head out from the gap between the dragon wings, looking at the scarlet blood light with burning eyes. He saw that the devil merchant disappeared when the light path appeared, and he should have returned to the hotel. When the light path turned scarlet, Wei Xun was emotional, and immediately and decisively recalled Fenrir Wolf to keep it away from Black Widow and George, away from the light column.

Finally, Wei Xun looked at the sliced ​​George covered by the bloody light path. All this happened too fast and too quickly. Sliced ​​George had been covered by the light column. No one could kill him and destroy the light column in seconds, let alone stop the arrival of outsiders, not even Black Widow. The powerful insect mother, half beauty, half spider, wearing a tour guide cloak, flew to the center of the broken beam, and ran to George who was covered and controlled by the beam.

She wanted to pull George into her arms, or to run to George, but was blocked by the beam of light. Finally, George leaned his body towards him, and they touched each other in a twisted and tilted posture across the beam of light——

Black Widow did not hesitate, and her white hands grabbed George's throat. The sharp spider forelimbs pierced through his collarbone to kill George. Only slicing George to death could end this damn light path!

...Is it possible to end it? Slicing George did not resist at all, lowered his eyes and looked at Black Widow with a sad and soft gaze, and saw the tears flowing from her eyes due to anxiety, which she herself did not even notice. Then when George raised his eyes and looked at the scarlet light path, all those soft emotions retreated, leaving only coldness and anger in his eyes, but he could not do anything, he could not even completely control his soul, and as the feeling of suffocation came from his throat, he could only stand in front of Black Widow like a shield, even if his shield could not——

[Swish! 】

A sword-like weapon descended from the scarlet beam of light, falling with an unparalleled sense of terror, oppression and power! It smashed the long spider legs that Black Widow had raised to wrap around Sliced ​​George, pierced through Sliced ​​George's chest, and pierced Black Widow's heart. And the falling 'sword' finally stopped falling and revealed its true appearance.

This is a heavy and luxurious scepter with an Inca style. The scepter pierced through the hearts of George and Black Widow, and the eagle-like golden wings stretched and inlaid on George's chest, flashing brilliant golden light, like the wings of an angel. But the center of these eagle wings carved from gold is not surrounded by angels, but -

the sun.

[Swish -]

The sound of heavy chains rang again, and the golden chains wrapped around the scepter suddenly tightened, pulling the scepter out of the chests of the two. Instantly, blood gushed out and blended together. The grand distorted music praising the sun completely descended and resounded in the scarlet light path, instantly overwhelming the distorted pollution of the Tower of Babel around it. In an instant, the scarlet light path was completely formed and finally completely penetrated the Tower of Babel. The original sea was dyed into an ominous scarlet like blood.

The scepter dragged upward by the golden chain was grasped by a slender and powerful hand wrapped around the chain with the sound of the chain hitting.

[Crack]

The golden chain that originally represented bondage was broken and broken, full of traces of sun scorching. The broken chain was like a gilded decoration stuck on the blood-colored cloak, hanging between the scepter and the arm, and hanging on the extremely wide and powerful demon wings. The scarlet guide's cape fell, and a tall figure appeared in the scarlet light path. His hair was as black as the night, and the golden mask covered his face, but it could not cover the deep black and blue eyes, and the terrible pressure that came with him!

[Task, I took it]

The cold and low voice was accompanied by the sudden burst of sunlight. The blood holes in the chests of Black Widow and Slice George, which were pierced by the scepter, instantly showed distorted sun patterns. Black Widow tried to stop it, but the terrible gap in strength made her unable to resist the thick and ancient pollution of the Inca Sun Gate. The sun patterns shattered and burst out with great heat, burning the gurgling blood into ashes, burning their hearts and souls into ashes, leaving only the tightly attached bodies.

And at this moment, the primitive sea dried up, the pollution was completely out of control, and the entire Tower of Babel trembled violently, almost collapsing at this moment, but was forcibly supported on the edge of destruction by the light path of the hotel.

[It has been confirmed that George the Slicer is dead, and Black Widow is dead]

After the light path appeared, the announcements in the hotel became much clearer, resounding in everyone's mind!

[The completion of the killing mission is 90%, George is not completely dead, and the completer will receive the Tower of Babel repaired by the hotel, and will receive all the previous rewards superimposed...]

[The completer of the killing mission is - Ximingren! ]

The joyful announcements in the hotel have not stopped, but the situation in the Tower of Babel has changed dramatically. The next moment Ximingren stepped out of the scarlet light path, his extremely oppressive figure teleported to the side of the crystal dragon, pretending to grab the white dove protected by the dragon's wings. But when the dream chaser fiercely burst out the Sahara pollution to kill the devil, the tall figure of the devil was torn apart by the rolled up black sand and slowly dissipated.

This is an illusion! How can it be so real? ! The dream chaser was shocked. The strength of the Hipster was much stronger than before, beyond his expectations! He only felt a gust of cold wind accompanied by severe pain, and his dragon wings were torn apart, leaving nothing behind him. The crystal dragon immediately found the real Hipster in the dream, but it was too late. A sad whale cry was heard more than ten meters away. The huge killer whale was smashed into a pool of mud by the sun scepter, and the tall demon in a scarlet cloak was holding a white dove in his hand.

The real George has not been completely killed, and the little thing resurrected by Wei Xun is still alive. The white dove carried by the dream chaser and turned from a sun bird into a white dove, protected by the dream chaser and guarded by An Xuefeng, seems to be Wei Xun. The Lizard Duke never showed up again, and seemed to be protecting George. But true and false, false and true, who can be sure that the Lizard Duke will not turn against him? Who can be sure that Loki's superb magic skills cannot turn George into a white dove.

The superposition of multiple pollutions at 30 degrees north latitude made all the power auras chaotic, making it difficult to sense the traces of the butterfly fragments. The dream chaser is kind and stupid, and the Duke of Lizard is ambitious and difficult to control. Entrusting George to the dream chaser, pretending to be Wei Xun in front of people, and hiding with the Duke of Lizard, is the safest and most risky approach.

It is better to kill by mistake than to let go. But when the pigeon lay on its back in his palm with its claws curled up, cooing and blinking at him, there would be no mistakes in such a close distance perception, and the playful man looked grim.

This thing is Wei Xun.

And it was smashed in the hand and couldn't be thrown away-a touch of rich blue like the sea came from the white pigeon's position, flowing out, like a chain to handcuff the wrist of the playful man, it was the pollution of the Atlantis opened up by An Xuefeng!